𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐃; t.chalamet

11 ⋆ 𝑺𝑪𝑹𝑰𝑩𝑩𝑳𝑬𝑫 𝑰𝑵 𝑩𝑳𝑼𝑬

𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐎𝐑𝐀

i throw on my comfiest sweatshirt overtop a small tank top, breathing a sigh of relief as the warm fabric hung loosely on my arms and waist. i slowly tiptoed around my room, hoping not to wake the girls on my way to my morning shift.

i usually want to look as presentable as possible for work, because i like to feel put together for work. i decided on a sweatshirt because it was a chilly day and i had no reason to wear a tight long sleeve if i could just stay warm in my favorite cozy sweatshirt.

i grab the book i'm currently reading, reading is my favorite pass time when the store is quiet.

the soft echoes of the cars in the middle of the city, the music on a low volume, and the sweet but bitter smell of coffee fills the air. it calms me down, and it happens frequently considering most of our customers come in at rush.

i decide i'm going to wear some slightly ripped mom jeans with my sweatshirt, coming to the conclusion that maybe if i wear jeans and some jewelry my outfit will look a little less boring. i grab my gold hoops and put them in my first and second holes, and leave the rest of my earrings in.

i decide on putting up my hair in a clip twist, and i pull my curtain bangs out of the updo. i pick up my favorite gold necklaces to pair with my favorite gold rose necklace that i haven't taken off in years. i look up at myself in the mirror as i clasp my other necklaces, delicately touching the flower, feeling the softened gold between my fingers over years of use.

my eyes begin to water at the memory that is engraved in my head from the precious jewelry, but even through the hurt i will never take it off. it's my good luck charm.

i sniff quietly and blink a few times to get rid of my tears that are pooling in my eyes, and i look around the room to find my shoes.

i find them stuck under my bed and i slip them on as i check my watch.

4:43 am.

i better be able to speed walk if i want to be able to make it there by 5, so i quietly find my keys and lock the door.

it's a brisk morning and my cheeks feel warm as the rest of my body shivers at the ice cold air, and walking faster only makes it that much worse.

being such a short distance from work is a blessing for a late person like myself. i cant seem to get anywhere on time.

finally, my destination is in front of me, and i pull my keys out of my coat pocket, my fingers feeling numb as i reach for them. once i hear the click in the lock, i rush in, shutting the door behind me as quickly as possible.

"took you long enough." christie says, flicking on the lights.

i nearly jump out of my skin, as i expected to be here first.

"CHRIS! you scared me! plus it's only," i say, checking my watch, "4:58. i'm not even late."

"maybe not on schedule time, but on girl talk time you're late." she smirks, and i grimace.

"chris, i am not talking about this anymore. we want nothing to do with each other, mutually. i'm not really sure your match making skills are needed. it's over and done and it has been."

"rora do you really truly believe that you want nothing to do with him?"

i stay silent, so she pipes back up.

"because he wants everything to do with you."

my eyes flick to her. "what are you talking about?"

"first of all, i was also here the other day. remember that? i watched his eyes when they were on you. it's like he couldn't even believe his luck."

"too bad we'll never find out." i quickly retort, already becoming aggravated with her and this stupid conversation. "i cannot do it christie. the guessing game. i won't do it again, and i most certainly won't go out of my way trying to figure it out so why don't you just let me live a separate life away from him?" i say, beginning to start cleaning for open, as i slam the cabinets closed.

"because he asked me to do him a favor..." she sheepishly says, and i can feel her glance on my back as i lunch at her words. i don't turn around though, because although i'm curious, i pretend like i didn't hear her.

"aurora he came in yesterday looking for you. all worried and excited to see you. he wanted me to give you something."

my heart stops at her words, realizing that now that timothée knew where i worked, and i could no longer say that we weren't aware of each other. my heart begins to race and my face flushes.

"n-no, he can't continue to come in here, chris. i'll have an anxiety attack again. i can't even sleep without replaying the events of that night in my mind," i begin to ramble, "and i couldn't even stand up. how am i going to be able to handle myself if he comes in again?"

"what about if he wanted to meet up with you, alone?"

i scoff, "well that's completely out of the question. never happening. i won't let myself do that again." i say, not meeting her eyes.

"weeeeelllllllll," christy draws out, and i raise my eyebrow at her.

"what. what is that face?"

"hesortofcameinyesterdayandleftanoteforyouandithinkyoushouldmeetupwithhimheseemsreallysweetimsorryiloveyou."

"chris..."

"he sort of came in yesterday and left a note for you and i think you should meet up with him, he seems really sweet."

i roll my eyes. "seriously? did he not watch me freeze up? how am i supposed to meet with him alone? and what is wrong with you! i am not meeting up with him."

"i don't know. but i have a great judge of character and he seemed really genuine about it. he probably keeps up with you. i can tell he still loves you."

"yeah well," i say, pulling out the napkins, "that is not what he told me the last time i had a genuine conversation with him."

i slam down the utensils i grab under the cabinet on the table and look at her.

"just think about it." she says, and hands me the napkin.

"let me make everything up to you." -t

my heart skips a beat at the familiar handwriting, scribbled in blue ink across the crinkled napkin. i run my thumb over the words, hearing his soft voice repeat them over and over in my head.

"aurora?"

i snap my eyes to christie's face, my mind running a thousand miles an hour.

"just stay out of my love life." i snap, grabbing my book and stuffing the napkin in the pages, and walking swiftly to the back, swinging the door behind me.

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hey guys!!
so sorry for the delay, i'm in college and the workload is more than i estimated. but, here we are!! i am taking summer classes but, it will be more fequent updates. im planning on writing a few tonight, and then eventually uploading them day by day.
who do yall think should play christie? i can't think of who should play her.
i'm back baby!! who missed me ;)
also THANK YOU FOR OVER 4K READS. I LOVE YOU ALL.
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